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“Please.” The word was difficult to say. Wasn’t one he said often, and he sensed rather than saw Nico’s surprise.

Lottie took in a sharp breath. But she started to slowly raise her nightgown. She kept her other leg hidden. But he’d always known she’d be modest. Even if she hadn’t been kidnapped and hurt. This was the type of woman she was.

And he loved that.

His beautiful girl.

He ran a finger over the red spot a few inches above her knee. “Don’t do this anymore, Lottie.”

“It’s not . . . I wasn’t trying to hurt myself.”

He smoothed down her nightgown. “Don’t hurt yourself in any way, for any reason.”

“I don’t think it’s that easy.”

He raised his gaze. “We’ll get you whatever help you need. We’ll support you all the way. But you have to help yourself. Do you want to help yourself?”

“Yes,” she said quietly. Her gaze was down. Not good enough.

“Look at me when you say that. Not your knees.”

“Jesus, Liam,” Nico muttered.

Liam gave him a sharp look and Nico sighed, nodding. He’d trust him.

Her gaze raised to his.

“Good girl. Do you want our help, Lottie? Do you want to help yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, Liam,” he pressed.

“Yes, Liam.” Her eyes were wide. He took hold of her hands, being gentle with her knuckles. He placed his finger over her pulse. Fast.

She’d been through so much today. He wished that he could have put this conversation off until tomorrow at least. But going slow just wasn’t possible.

“You’re really stressed, aren’t you, baby?” he murmured.

“I’m all right.”

“Don’t, pretty girl,” Nico admonished. “Don’t brush your feelings and needs away because you think we can’t handle them or don’t want them. We do.”

She licked her lips nervously. “I don’t . . . I’m finding it hard to believe this is actually happening.”

“Believe it,” Liam said firmly.

“You wanted me? Back then? Both of you?”

“Yep,” Nico confirmed.

“It was a physical attraction. Or so I told myself. But that changed over time. We want you to be ours,” Liam told her.

“How can you?”

Liam scowled, not liking the way she said that.

“I think it should be how could we not want you,” Nico said firmly. This time, he was the one to grasp hold of her chin, turning her face up. “Why wouldn’t we want you, Lottie? You’re smart and kind. Gorgeous and sexy. Loyal and sweet.”

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